Jennifer dragged her feet painfully slow against the floor to slow down herself from getting to the dinner table any quicker. She dreaded having to go downstairs for dinner and would've preferred to stay in her room but her father liked everyone at the dinner table. Jennifer never understood why. It wasn't like they talk about their day or just talk to each other. Majority of the time they just ate in silence unless her father brought up one of his stupid business ideas.
She was probably going to make him angry by taking this long but he was already pissed about her missing the opportunity to be with Eli and she wasn't planning on making him happy. Jennifer might as well continue to piss him off.
Jennifer threw back her head sighing when she reached the entrance to the dining room. She mentally prepared herself for at least an hour of pain.
